In the evening, my lovely princess searched this book. I am looking for you in the universe, and you, my star, are brilliant and meticulous. I am very afraid of leaving this world on this day. You and all the stars in the world are in your fingers. Later, they told me that you know that you are not bright in nature or that you have amazing visual beauty. They will travel in the universe and everyone will unite and wait for their action. In the end, fate breaks the works, and they may still stand out and become your cradle. I don't know how you know how to hang a magic shop. You let my weak knees see you hanging high. At night, on a big day, you think the stars are envied by this. They all want to rejuvenate the system galaxy, but the way you teach them yourself, according to your perfection, will lead to late at night. When I came out, I felt lonely. I know you want to. I lost weight because I knew my shortness of breath told me that I quickly weighed my chest for my heart. You lured me into the glory of a supernova again, star. From there, you brought me here. How do you treat my life?